Cinema sadly lost Raúl Ruiz in 2011, but this posthumously released film, shot in his native Chile, brings back the elegance of his straightfaced surrealism in the story of a man nearing retirement and death who indulges his love for words and conjures up his childhood heroes, from Beethoven to Long John Silver. Ruiz’s visual message from beyond is that death is just a word, and not to be feared. —SFIFF
Chilean filmmaker Raúl, or Raoul, Ruiz (1941-2011) was one of the most exciting and innovative filmmakers to emerge from 1960s World Cinema, providing more intellectual fun and artistic experimentation, shot for shot, than any filmmaker since Jean-Luc Godard. A guerrilla who uncompromisingly assaulted the preconceptions of film art, this frightfully prolific figure – he made over 100 films in 40 years – did not adhere to any one style of filmmaking. He worked in 35mm, 16mm and video, for theatrical release and for European TV, and on documentary and fiction features and shorts. His career began in avant-garde theatre where, between 1956 and 1962, he wrote over 100 plays. Although he never directed any of these productions, he did dabble in TV and filmmaking in the early 1960s. In 1968, with the release of his first completed feature, the Cassavetes-like Tres tristes tigres (1968… read more
Like fallen leaves in an autumn breeze, memories tumble through the mind of an old man awaiting death. The final film director Raul Ruiz made before his death, NIGHT ACROSS THE STREET is a warm, comic, loving look at life in the rear view mirror. Elegiac but accepting of death, it is a striking, dreamlike slideshow of a man's life flashing before his eyes. A lovely and fitting swansong for a great career.
I would take all the hyperbole and fragmented adjectives people are using for Holy Motors and use them here... Not saying it's better, I just enjoyed it much so much more than HM.
Further proof that our older filmmakers are more in tune with the digital age than our younger ones. Ruiz's use of green screen, digital camera, and even fuckin' treadmills are admirable and put to use with intent. Ruiz and his contemporaries come from a tradition of film, that hands-on practice, and because of it, know how to treat the new mediums.
Raúl Ruiz filma o assombro a balançar para lá e para cá. Sempre compassado. Ritmado no tempo que se escreve com precisão, confinado ao espaço, encaixotado, envidraçado, em calma firme, em dança tonta, de passos que tic que tac até o gongo final que no fim, não é fim. É a luz além da noite. A noite além da rua. Uma jornada sem volta: Ao êxtase. Ao sublime. Eis, enfim, o cinema de vida e morte de Raul Ruiz, o mestre.
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Supposedly the final film for the Chilean master—and a rare Chilean production too—sees a man preparing for retirement and his death.
Raúl Ruiz, Pablo Larraín, Michel Gondry, Ben Wheatley…